by LK Collins
“Don’t be jealous. You can just hand the money over now, if you’d like.”
The guys all bust up laughing, and Merritt asks me, “You’re really that confident?”
“I’ve won this every year we’ve fished…so yeah, I am.”
Merritt rolls his eyes, and just then I get a nibble. I wait for the second bite before hooking it, and once I do, they all gawk at me. The fish must be big as the tip of my pole is bent like an “n.” It’s fighting coming up, and I keep the slack tight, taking my time. Kami gets one on too, and I see the frustration on Ari’s face as we both battle.
Pulling my fish up, it’s massive. Ari throws his pole down and storms off walking in a big circle like a baby. “Oh…come on,” I holler to him as I remove the hook from its mouth. Right away it’s obvious it’s a keeper.
The rest of the morning goes by the same. I keep hooking fish after fish. The others do too, all except for Ari and Merritt. Ari keeps glaring at me, and I look outside of our tent for Merritt but don’t see him. He walked out a while ago, I assume to pee or something, but hasn’t returned. Knowing I am in the lead fishing wise, I reel in my line and go in search of him. At the edge of the lake is a small hill and I can see the top of his hat.
Walking to him, the ice cracks beneath my feet, but I know it’s safe. They race Jeeps on this ice every year.
When I reach Merritt, he has his hands beneath his head and is watching the sky. “Hey.”
“Hey,” he responds with a huge grin on his face.
“What are you doing out here?” I ask.
“You want the truth?”
“Always.”
“Trying to keep my dick down.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I…I don’t know if you have dry lips or something, but the way you keep licking ‘em has my dick ready to fuck your mouth.”
I giggle a little and lie down next to him. “I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked in the mouth.” I look up at the sky, the fluffy clouds slowly rolling by as they morph into all sorts of different things. The sun is warm, the reflection on the snow helping it to warm me.
“You should let me do it to you then.”
“Okay.”
“Really?”
“Sure.”
“When?” he questions me turning his head and the second I respond, “Now,” he reaches over and pulls my body on top of his. Taking my nose, I brush it against his, looking into his clear brown eyes.
“You smell good,” I tell him. He kisses me, our mouths lingering together for a moment.
“I love the way you taste.” And with those words, we get lost, kissing one another. With me lying on top of him, his rock hard shaft is grinding against me, and I push back against him, wishing he were inside of me.
My gloved fingers dig deep into the snow and a cold breeze whips through the air, covering us in a fresh blanket of whiteness. We stop kissing, but our mouths are still connected. I shiver, and he does the same.
“Holy fuck, that was cold,” I speak against his lips as I pull back a tiny bit.
“Yeah, it was.”
“We should probably stop.” He agrees and even though I said it, I don’t want to, but the truth is, this isn’t the place to be messing around.
“Come on. I need to catch a fish; I can’t have you one upping me,” he chides.
“You’d need to catch seven to beat my six,” I gloat and hop up, brushing the snow off of me. Walking back to where the group is, he wraps his hand around mine, the gesture catching me off guard. We agreed to fuck, nothing more, so him holding my hand worries me that he’s got other intentions.
Chapter 12
Merritt
“It’s all there,” Ari tells Quinn as she counts her winnings from today.
“I’m just making sure; I know how you like to scam people.”
“Please, that was one time and not my fault.”
“What happened?” I ask. They both look at each other, waiting for the other one to tell me.
“The rental car company never charged him the year before last, and he didn’t tell them.”
“Would you?” I ask her, and she nods, not giving it a second thought. “No, you wouldn’t.”
“Yeah, I would.”
“Whatever.”
She rolls her eyes at me, and I could spank her right about now. Ted finishes cleaning the fish that we all caught today. Everyone except for Ari caught one, which was kinda funny to see how much of a baby he was about it.
Quinn walks off to help the girls, and I ask Ari, “What’s the plan tomorrow?”
“I’m not sure, maybe skiing again.”
“What if we go snowmobiling or something?”
“That’d be fun. You wanna book a place, and I’ll pay?” As we talk, I have my eyes on Quinn’s ass. “No. I’ll pay.”
“So did you hit that yet, or what?”
I nod, and he gives me a fist bump. “Was it good?”
“Fuck yeah, sweet pussy.”
“So what’s the plan?”
“No plan, we’re just gonna hook up this week and then go our separate ways.”
“Wow, look at you. You guys talked this shit through and everything.”
“I’m gonna go look at booking something for tomorrow. Jacob, Ted, you guys down to snowmobile?
“Hell yeah.”
I grab a fresh beer from the fridge and head off to the bedroom. Sitting on the sofa, I grab my iPad and do a Google search. “What are you doing?” Quinn asks me, coming in with a serious expression on her face.
“Wow, you just couldn’t stay away, could ya?”
She shakes her head and locks the door, then kneels between my legs. Her bottom lip is tucked tightly into her teeth as she lifts my shirt and then unzips my pants. By the time she wrestles my cock out from inside my underwear, it’s rock hard.
All of the blood is rushing to the tip. She licks her lips and then takes me into her mouth. She’s so eager as she sucks me, making my entire body tingle. I can tell by how fast she’s going that she wants more. Pulling her back, I stop her and stand up. Then direct her to sit down on the sofa.
Taking my clothes all the way off, she watches me intently, my body wanting her even more.
“You know, I didn’t know you had tattoos,” she says.
“No? Do you like them?” I ask her as she inspects my covered chest and I direct her to lean back. So trustingly she does, and I hop up, placing one leg on the couch, leaving the other foot on the floor. “Open wide, baby.” She listens like a good girl. It’s one of the things that turns me on so much—she’s so willing. I nudge my dick into her sweet, sweet mouth, bracing my weight on the wall behind us as my hips move in and out of her fucking tight lips.
Her tongue swirls around me, and I don’t want to gag her, but I’m so unbelievably horny that I just go farther and farther. And before long, I’m barreling in and out. She has her hands clenched around my ass cheeks, her fingernails digging into my skin. “Yes, that’s it…take all of me.”
She moans letting me push and pull in and out of her mouth. Her hands keep pushing me faster, and as my balls tighten, I fight the feeling.
Not already.
Then there’s that goddamn annoying knock on the door…again. Fuck, it always seems to come at the wrong time. “You guys coming to the hot springs with us?” Willow asks right as my come hits me.
I pull out of Quinn’s mouth, gripping my shaft at the base, in hopes I can stop it. “Yup, we’ll be right there,” she says back, and it’s a lost cause. Cum shoots right onto her face. I jerk myself, relishing in the release. Quinn opens her mouth for me and lets me come on her tongue, licking up every bit she can.
“God, she has the worst timing,” I tell her, aggravated, as I squeeze out every last drop.
“You think?”
“Clearly! I’m not done yet, Quinn. I still want to fuck you.”
“I guess it’ll have to wait then.” She slides out from underneath me and digs throu
gh her suitcase. Her ass is bent over, and my needy cock tempts me. Pulling down her pants, I spread her pussy and slide right into her.
“Oh fuck,” she cries out as I fill her, but she doesn’t stop me. I hold her ass cheeks—they both fit so comfortably in the palms of my hands—as I begin to move, in nice, long, slow thrusts.
She reaches for the dresser in front of her and holds on to it. Her reflection stares back at me in the mirror; she still has a little cum on her face, and it’s completely hot. Her eyes are so gorgeous and wanting. “Take your shirt off,” I order her and right away she listens, moaning into the side of her arm to keep quiet.
“Can I go faster?” I ask her, needing more. With Quinn, I always need more.
She nods and I pick up my pace a little more each time until I reach the point where my balls are slapping her clit. Her tits bounce with every thrust, and she holds on, letting me give it to her harder than I ever have. And at this moment, I don’t want this to end at the end of the week. I don’t want to stop what we’ve started. I just want to have her and be with her and fuck her, whenever I want, with no rules.
Chapter 13
Quinn
As the snowflakes swirl around us, the heat of the hot springs has our bodies blazing. It is amazing how something so natural and from the earth can not be affected by the elements above. The air is freezing, but the water is a consistent one hundred and two degrees year round.
I can’t stop looking up at the twinkling stars, so bright at this elevation, and even more illuminated through the sheet of whiteness coming down from the sky.
Everyone is blitzed out of their minds, yelling and talking way louder than needed. But thankfully it’s just us here right now, probably because it’s so cold out.
I have a good buzz on and am totally content in this moment with Merritt’s arm behind me. I never imagined, being so skittish about men because of my past, that I’d be anywhere near ready to let a man close to me, even for sex, let alone this kind of intimacy. But I have, and with Merritt, I like it.
The entire group undoubtedly caught on to us hooking up when he held my hand to help me into the water, but no one said a thing, like it’s normal.
“No, Merritt said he was taking us snowmobiling tomorrow,” Ari shouts, and I glance up at him with a smile.
What a sweet gesture.
“I am,” he tells everyone.
“Did you get it booked?” Ari asks.
“Absolutely, we need to leave at about ten.”
As everyone goes back to their conversations, Merritt whispers into my ear, “I didn’t book it yet. I got a little preoccupied with your mouth and that sweet pussy of yours.”
My cheeks blush like a schoolgirl’s, and I look at him, turned on again.
He takes his hand and slides it inside my bikini, rubbing my clit with his fingers. My body heats from the friction and the steam of the water. “Not here,” I tell him.
He pouts, sticking his bottom lip out, and I kiss it. The group must be watching us ‘cause they all whistle and cheer. I smile and lean my head back a little embarrassed. “Don’t stop!” Ari yells.
Merritt lifts my chin, bringing my eyes up to his and kisses me again as he pulls me onto his lap. With my fingers laced behind the back of his head, I stay up to my neck in the water and zone everyone else out focusing only on Merritt. On the movements of his tongue and the way his hands on my body make me want to do things I’ve never dreamed of doing. Like letting a man sit me down on a couch as he fucked my mouth and then came on my face, the way he did earlier.
I’m not saying I’m a prude. But when it comes to sex, my experience has been very vanilla. A little foreplay, then your typical positions. Nothing rough or out of the ordinary. I mean, just the way he bent me over tonight and fucked me so hard until I came was unreal.
He slows the kiss, our foreheads resting against one another as he says, “Come on, let’s go, or I’m gonna end up fucking you right here.”
My heart is throbbing as Merritt kicks the bedroom door closed, a feeling I’m familiar with, and I begin to worry that this won’t stop at the end of the week. But it has to. I’m not ready for another relationship. Merritt is great; he really is, but…it can only be about the sex for both of our sakes, and I’m starting to feel more for him when I shouldn’t be.
He sets my wet body down in the bathroom as he turns the shower on, and I blurt out, “Promise me at the end of the week this will end?”
He looks back, caught off guard and a little confused, and responds, “Yeah, why would you think it wouldn’t?” I look around the bathroom, searching within myself for the words to say to him, and he cups my face. “What’s the matter, Quinn?”
“Nothing, just promise me that at the end of the week, this will end.”
“You know it will. We live in two different states and lead crazy busy lives.”
I nod registering his words. “We good?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Now don’t ruin this moment. Remember what you said when I met you?” I shake my head, only able to remember him walking in on me shirtless and the feeling of sheer shock that a stranger saw me half-naked. “You told me, ‘This vacation is about unwinding and letting go.’ Now that’s what you need to do. Give in to what your body wants and stop worrying about the rest, okay?”
I nod as he takes both of his hands and cups my cheeks, studying my lips before he leans into them and kisses me. The gesture is so tender and sweet that I melt into him, letting all my fears of betrayal and hurt wash away.
This won’t go past this week; it won’t.
Slowly, he takes one of his hands and slides it down my body, untying my swimming suit at every point where it’s knotted. As it falls from my cold skin, I stand naked, and he removes his shorts joining me, his cock bobbing as it springs free.
Then he steps into the shower, and I gladly follow. His dark brown eyes glimmer in the low light of the bathroom and I try to listen to his words. Letting go of all the shit that has happened to me, that’s made me so guarded. This is just a week of sex, and that’s it.
The warm water pelts my skin as Merritt takes each of my breasts into his hands and licks the nipple of one and then the other. I knot my fingers into his hair and reach for his cock with my other hand, gripping him hard around the base of his shaft. He groans from my touch and as I begin to jerk my hand, pleasing him, he pulls my body towards his and then slides inside of me.
“Oh God,” I cry out.
“Let me hear you,” he commands, and I moan into his ear, making sure that I keep my noises under control, so the rest of the house doesn’t hear as they were obviously interested in what we were doing. As we stand fucking, his big cock rubbing me right where I like, I focus only on the pleasure, because that is what this is all about.
Chapter 14
Merritt
With Quinn’s hands wrapped tightly around my waist, we fly through the forest, leading the group back to the lodge from our snowmobiling trip.
It’s been such a fun day, lots of laughs and good times. I somehow was able to find a place to book us last minute, and I’m glad I did because it’s been the most fun we’ve had.
With the lodge in sight, I pull the throttle all the way back, knowing whoever makes it there first wins. But behind us, I hear some ruckus. Releasing my grip, I glance back and spot Ari flying through the air.
Oh, fuck!
Immediately, I hit the brakes, and we skid to a stop. He’s lying on his back, heaving for air. I can hear it from fifty feet away, and I panic, not knowing what to do. None of us have cell phones, then Quinn, thinking quickly, says, “I’ll run to the lodge.” As fast as I can, I go to my friend’s side as he lies on the snow, gasping, his face strained…he can’t breathe.
“Shit, man, are you all right?”
He’s wincing; his eyes tightly closed as he rolls back and forth in pain. Willow runs over to us, followed by the rest of the group and she’s freaking out. “Oh my God! Are you
okay?”
He doesn’t respond to either of us, and I feel fucking terrible that my dumb idea did this to him. “Just hang on. Quinn went to get help.”
His breathing sounds horrific, his face keeps getting redder and redder, and I shake my head wanting to help him, but not knowing how to. “Calm down, Ari,” Willow says to him, and he snaps at her. “It fucking hurts!”
Dammit, I’m so fucking pissed that I came up with this stupid ass idea.
Quinn comes back over to us with a few guys from the rental shop, and as they kneel around him, we all back away. “Thank you,” I tell her.
“Of course, is he okay?”
“I’m not sure.”
She wraps her hand around mine, squeezing my fingers tightly. Her warmth comforting me in this fucked up moment. As I stand holding her back…we just watch.
An ambulance pulls up at the lodge, and a few paramedics rush over to us. One of them is carrying a body board.
I hate seeing my best friend in pain. It makes me sick. This is my fault. The tall trees spin and snow whips through the air as I stand completely frozen.
Ari and I might fight like brothers, but that is because we are brothers. Maybe not through blood, but he is my best friend. My gut tightens in fear watching him get strapped up to the board and then get carried away.
Willow is close behind, and we all follow them. Finally, I ask before the ambulance doors close, “Is he going to be okay?”
“He will be. It looks like he has a collapsed lung from the impact of the crash. We need to get him to the hospital quickly.”
Willow looks at me from the back of the ambulance, and I could punch something, so pissed this happened. Then they are gone. “Come on.” Quinn tugs my hand, pulling me towards the car and in a daze, I get inside.
“He’s going to be okay,” she tells me.
I nod, listening to her words, trying to believe them as Ted drives us away.
After what seems like hours of waiting for an update, Willow finally walks out. Quinn’s hand is still wrapped around mine, and I don’t dare let it go. The comfort of holding on to her has made me not lose my mind while we’ve been waiting.
